Rurouni Kenshin Fanfic

Rurouni Kenshin & Samurai X Original Japanese Version © N.Watsuki/Shueisha * Fuji-TV * SME Visual Works Inc. * Sony Pictures Entertainment

All Fanfics created by Chiruken (me) were written for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.

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The Blanket Scenario

Hiko & Kaoru

by Chiruken

Chapter 9

Hiko slowly raised his sake jug and smirked at his former student’s comically bewildered expression as his eyes moved back and forth between Kaoru and himself, lingering on Kaoru’s state of undress. He had to admit that she looked adorable wrapped up in his oversized cloak and blushing hotly with her hair falling in a tangled mess down her back. He chuckled under his breath and lowered the jug slowly. Maybe adorable wasn’t the right word to use, but it came close and would do. Schooling his features to severe disapproval, Hiko focused on his successor. “That better not have been my new project that you broke out there, baka deshi. That was supposed to be a wedding gift.”

Kenshin looked down at the floor, expression revealing his discomfort. “I’m sorry, shishou, that I am. Perhaps it can be repaired?”

“Baka.” Hiko shook his head and set his now empty jug to the side. “No, it can’t be repaired.”

Kaoru turned and stared at the red-haired rurouni. “Kenshin, what are you doing here? I thought you were spending the day with Aoshi.”

“I thought I’d visit with shishou today instead, Kaoru-dono, that I did.” He shifted uncomfortably, not wanting to admit that he’d been worried that she’d meet with yet another disaster and so he’d decided to follow her. He sighed dejectedly. Too bad he’d gotten sidetracked.

Hiko rolled his eyes and clapped a hand to the smaller man’s shoulder. “Why don’t you admit it, Kenshin?”

“Admit…” Kenshin began, a blush creeping up his neck. “I-I don’t know what you could possibly mean, shishou, that I do not.”

“You followed Kaoru-chan, of course.” Hiko grinned at his former student’s flustered reaction and the young woman’s indignant huff.

“Kenshin…is this true? Did you follow me?” Kaoru’s eyes narrowed. “How could you? What gave you the right to do such a thing?”

Kenshin raised his hands in a placating gestures. “Now, now, Kaoru-dono, there’s no need to be upset, that there is not. I was merely worried about you, that I was. I didn’t want you to meet with disaster again and that’s why I followed…”

“Then where were you when I fell in the river?!” She grasped her boken firmly and advanced on the hapless rurouni threateningly. “Huh? Where were you, Kenshin, when I almost drowned today?” She raised the wooden weapon and glared at him furiously. “If you were so worried about me, why didn’t you come to help me?”

Kenshin backed away from the enraged young woman, hands raised in a warding gesture, violet eyes wide with apprehension. “Kaoru-dono…please, let’s discuss this, all right? There’s a reason, that there is.” His retreat was halted by his back coming up against the solid firmness of the wall.

“Start talking, rurouni.” Kaoru growled and gripped her boken firmly. “And this better be good.”

Kenshin smiled nervously and swallowed with difficulty. He hated seeing Kaoru so upset…especially since it usually resulted in a painful headache for him. Sometimes he wished he could hide her boken for a while…even one day would be nice. Ah…this bliss of just one day where he didn’t get pummeled by Kaoru and her fearsome boken of terror. His shoulders slumped in defeat. Of course, if she didn’t have her wooden sword she’d use anything else she could get her hands on, whether that be the water bucket, the broom or even a daikon…she was very skilled at adapting various objects to her needs. “Well, you see Kaoru-dono…” He began, hoping that she accepted his explanation without further violence, silently cursing his shishou and the amusement reflected in his dark eyes.

**To Be Continued…**

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